Chapter 282 Pan Shenliu
呲拉——
The sharp ax blade scratched across the black scales, creating bright sparks.
A thick layer of "armor" like snake scales suddenly grew on the cow's body, and it resisted Jilan's axe!
"Ignorant little guy..."
The cow sneered and bumped into it.
Gilan was not afraid and punched out.
Bang! !
In the end, the cow took a few steps backwards, almost kneeling on the ground as its hind limbs sprained.
“Huh?!” The cow’s dark eyes narrowed.
It is impossible for a wizard to have such a powerful body...
Phew! !
The next second, an explosive kick followed!
Gilan kicked with all his strength and kicked out "Skull Melting and Bone Crushing"!
Bang! !
A terrifying explosion suddenly appeared, and strong wind raised the dust all around.
The scales on the cow's body cracked open, the flesh and blood cracked, and the heavy body flew out again and rolled to the ground.
Before it had time to scream, the blond young man took out a palm-sized silver thing from nowhere.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang! !
Gilan walked forward slowly, approached the cow, held the alchemy revolver "Echo", and pulled the trigger one after another.
Until all twelve bullets are fired, empty the bullet chamber.
Green smoke forms circles and floats in the air.
Jilan put away her gun and stepped forward.
Don’t give the enemy any time to breathe!
The cow that fell to the ground was shot twelve times, and its snake scale armor was lifted off by the terrible firepower, leaving bloody holes the size of coins.
“Ugh!!”
The weird cow roared angrily and struggled to stand up.
It puffed up its mouth like a bellows, exhaled, and spit out a fan-shaped flame several meters long.
The high temperature swept across and the heat wave hit our faces.
Weiwei finished devouring the "Sand of Evil", had eaten and drank enough, and quickly flew to Jilan's head, reminding:
"Master! It is also a devil noble! At least a viscount of the first ring! It can use snake scales Curse', 'Bloodthirsty Curse' and 'Fire Curse'!"
Hearing this, the blood-haired young man just grinned.
He retreated out of the way of the flames, loaded the bullet within a second, raised his hand and pulled the trigger again.
In this era, firearms are sharp weapons, let alone more powerful alchemical firearms...
Gilan was more than ten meters away and kept suppressing fire.
The cows were shot repeatedly, with blood splattered on their bodies and howling wildly. The flames spitting out of his mouth also muted, turning into sparks and dissipating.
It was completely blindsided by this series of attacks.
Gilan stepped forward again and used the newly learned secret skill "Meteor", kicking out more than ten or twenty afterimages in succession, covering the cow's head and neck like a sky and earth.
There was a muffled crackling sound, leaving only the frustrated moo of the cow.
With a flash of light in his hand, Jilan took the 30-pound bronze cane and smashed it over.
There are many afterimages, falling like rain, making a pang-pong sound.
The crazy smile on Jilan's face became more and more intense, as if such violent ravages could make him feel a different kind of happiness.
Extremely enjoyable.
Seeing this, Gao Xuan's superego immediately corrected the behavior of the "Crazy King" and his intention to "play slowly".
Gillan's movements changed accordingly.
The cane of justice was turned between his fingers, and in the process, it clicked twice, the head of the cane popped out, and the head of the hammer was deformed.
The afterimage flashed and crashed down with a roar.
It hits the deformed and twisted bull’s head!
Bang! ! !
The green fireworks exploded!
The powerful impact directly tore the cow's head into pieces!
"Howl——"
The headless cow's upper body was on fire, and it fell to the ground, turning the dark courtyard into a miserable green color.
A strong devil with red blood all over his body, bat wings on his back, and spiral horns on his head flew out of the cow.
It seemed to have been seriously injured, its whole body was scorched black, it looked at Jilan with a ferocious face, and hissed:
"'God Pan' will not let you go..."
Ji Lan was indifferent and raised his hand to shoot.
Bang! !
This shot was shot with a bullet tempered with "filthy pus", and it penetrated directly between the eyebrows of the devil noble.
It was about to scream and mock, indicating that this physical method was ineffective against it. But the next second, he suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around with his head in his hands.
“Ahhhh!!”
This guy struggled and rolled, making a cry that even Weiwei found terrifying.
The little familiar couldn't imagine what kind of pain this devil, who was higher than himself, had to endure to behave in such a miserable way.
Soon, the devil noble stopped struggling, and with a bear's roar, it turned into a ball of flame filled with pungent sulfur gas.
When the flames dissipated, only a handful of fine black sand with shining spots of light remained.
Gilan took the initiative to end the "humanity release" and "bloody" state, strode forward, and reached out to touch the fine sand.
"Sand of high evil. The product left after the devil nobles were burned. It can be used as a mysterious material to participate in forging, medicine, rituals and other activities. At the same time, it is also a great tonic that other devils are keen on."
He raised his eyebrows.
Although the devil is a spiritual body and cannot be corrupted, it is still a good harvest to be able to extract such high-grade mysterious materials.
Gillan took out the empty glass tube and filled it whole.
There is still about half a pipe left on the ground.
Weiwei lay on his shoulder, staring at the handful of black sand with her dark eyes, her mouth watering.
"Master..." It made a sweet coquettish sound. "Master, give it to Weiwei, please!"
"Not full yet?" Ji Lan was a little surprised.
"I feel full, but Weiwei has never tasted the devil noble's 'higher evil sand'..." The little familiar buried her head on his shoulder in grievance.
Jilan rolled his eyes secretly, sighed, and said:
“Okay, here you go.”
“Thank you, master. ! Master, you are so kind! ”
Weiwei quickly changed her face and smiled.
It cheered, flew to its owner's cheek, and gave it a kiss. Then he flew to the edge of the remaining "Higher Evil Sand" and started sucking it hard.
Gilan ignored it and turned around and walked in front of Sasha.
He found that the girl was squatting on the ground, as if she had lost her soul, her face still expressionless. Even though he witnessed the cows being killed throughout the whole process, he was indifferent.
Gilan realized that Sasha was probably bewitched by the devil and influenced by some mysterious power, thus falling into this strange state.
"Sasha, where is your mother?"
Gilan asked in a deep voice.
“Kill.” Sasha said indifferently. "I stabbed her throat with a knife..."
Gilan frowned slightly and asked:
"What about your father, Pastor Theo?"
"Kill him too." Sasha was like an emotionless puppet, spitting out a cold voice: "The knife cut open his stomach and stabbed his heart."
Gilan took a deep breath.
Sasha actually killed his parents with his own hands!
According to the original story, she will probably go to the "Witch Club" alone tonight and become a witch...
"Let's go, take me to the bonfire dance, go See 'Pan'."
Gilan helped Sasha up, but the latter showed no signs of resistance. He just turned around silently and led the way.
At this time, Weiwei, who had eaten the "Sand of High Evil", also flew over. It seemed as if it was drunk, its already pink skin became even redder, and it lay on Jilan's shoulder in a daze, muttering feebly:
"Master... Weiwei's stomach was swollen, and her whole body was swollen. It’s so hot, I’m going to faint.”
“Go back to the ring and rest.”
Jilan looked calm and raised his hand.
He speculated that Weiwei should have absorbed a large amount of homogeneous energy in a short period of time, so this situation occurred.
But this is not a bad thing for Weiwei.
It is very likely that it will gain more power as a result, and even be able to "evolve" and become a higher-level devil noble like the "pets" in some development games that Jilan played in his previous life. .
Yes, devils become stronger by sucking souls, and the "sand of evil" left behind after the death of their kind is the crystallization of souls, and the effect is even more significant.
“Yes, Master.”
Weiwei obediently agreed, flapped her little wings on her back, and slipped directly back into the sapphire ring on Jilan's middle finger.
Jilan picked up the longbow that had just been thrown on the ground, followed Sasha out of the house, and walked all the way to the mountain forest to the north.
The night is darker and the moonlight is quiet.
The two of them walked in the dense forest for a long time, one behind the other.
Finally.
Jilan saw a ball of fire from a distance, illuminating the branches of the trees and creating a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.
As he got closer, he heard bursts of cheerful singing.
The song had a melodious melody, and seemed to be an ancient ballad that had been circulated for hundreds of years. At the same time, many women sang in Hiru language with strange accents.
But it was mixed with some laughter and curses. The content of the curse was extremely vicious and clearly pointed at Omer, the Church of Hope and even incompetent men.
Soon, Gilan pulled Sasha to a stop.
He hid behind a tall tree, sticking out half of his head to secretly spy on the "Witch Club" not far away.
I saw eight or nine female villagers with no clothes, smeared with some kind of ointment all over their bodies, smiling wildly, holding hands and singing and dancing around the bonfire.
A nearly three-meter-tall, androgynous, bare-chested sheep-headed man is sitting on the wooden pillar next to the campfire. His expression was solemn, and he held a female villager in his left and right arms.
There was another person kneeling in front of him, working hard.
Jilan suddenly turned his head.
He saw Sasha next to him, as if he had received some kind of invisible call. His face was expressionless, and he began to take off his clothes, as if he was planning to walk over to participate in the bonfire dance prepared for her.
"Sasha..."
"Sasha Ballard..."
"My lovely bride, come..."
"Come into my arms..."
The sheep-headed man sitting there clearly didn't speak, but suddenly strange calls echoed in the forest.
The call cannot be distinguished between male and female, but it is extremely tempting.
Sasha's expression struggled and changed, as if she was resisting the temptation with her last bit of consciousness.
Jilan knew that she could not wait any longer.
Whoosh!
With a cold face, he raised his hand to grab the arrow pot behind his back, pulled out an arrow, and held it between his fingers.
Immediately after drawing the bow and setting the arrow, Jilan pulled the longbow with an estimated 80-pound draw force into a full moon, and immediately let go.
Oops! !
The arrow shot across the afterimage and went straight to the center of "God Pan's" eyebrows. However, the sheep-headed man was expressionless and raised his hand to grab it.
With a snap, the arrow was caught firmly in his palm.
Those dark and indifferent eyes looked towards the forest and looked at Jilan.
Jilan narrowed his eyes.
Seeing this, he knew that it would be difficult to hurt the opponent with only bows and arrows or firearms. So he made a quick decision and changed the target.
Without stopping, he quickly drew an arrow from his back, drew the bow and shot it, hitting a witch who was dancing by the campfire between the eyebrows.
Duh - Wow!
Before she could scream, she tilted her head and fell into the bonfire.
Jilan drew the bow twice in a second and shot two arrows.
Miscellaneous! !
Two more witches were hit by arrows in the head and fell to the ground.
“There is an enemy!!”
The screams echoed through the night sky, startling a flock of birds.
(End of this chapter)